Page 14 of Kissing My Crush


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My eyes closed, I take a deep breath and am relieved I’m in the clear.

That is until I open my eyes and see an older couple taking a late stroll through the resort.

They both pause, the older gentleman grinning like he’s proud or something. The woman not so much, I suddenly feel like my grandmother is staring me down in disappointment. Yes! Yes, I did jump straight into bed and do the naughty and now I’m escaping through the balcony door. Yep, right here, that is me. Now I hope I can make it through the resort and back to my room without anyone else noticing the half-naked obviously sexed beyond an inch of her life floozy doing the walk of shame.

I stare at them; they continue to stare at me, and Iknowthis isn’t going to magically become less awkward.

So what do I do?

I lift my hand, offer a wave and then turn and take a few steps away before breaking out into a run like my damn ass is on fire. Yep, that is me, the girl that always manages to get herself into the weirdest predicaments. Not only did I interrupt a couples innocent little stroll wearing my wrinkled dress and knots in my hair but then I take off running barefoot like some lunatic.

Kissing my crush,check.

Fondling my crush,check.

Dry humping my crush on the beach,check.

Having a one-night stand with my crush and sneaking out before he wakes up,double check.

Fuck my life, can it get any more embarrassing?

“Where the hell have you been?” I spin around with my keycard in hand to find Lorelei standing behind me.

“Towels,” I say the first thing that comes to mind. “We needed more towels.”

Pushing the keycard in the reader, I push open the door and move inside our suite.

“So, then where are the towels?” I don’t turn around to look at her. If I do, I will cave and have to admit that I had slutty wedding sex and there wasn’t even a wedding.

“They’re bringing them up.”

Just then there is a knock on the door, and I use it as an opportunity to escape.

Twice in one morning I’m darting from the scene and hoping like hell I don’t have to explain myself.

* * *

“Is she sleeping?” I hear Tyler ask when he climbs inside Liam’s car. I remain as still as possible with my blanket pulled up tightly around my face. Breathing evenly, I know that the ride back home will be a long one.

“Yeah,” Liam says.

“I imagine none of them got much sleep last night.”

I bite my lip, if he only knew how true that is but not for the reasons he thinks.

“Did you at least get the number of the girl you had squealing in the suite last night.” Oh shit, my stomach drops. I try to remember to breathe.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Tyler gives nothing away and I’m thankful. I’m not sure how Liam will act if he finds out it was me that Tyler had in his room last night.

I have no idea what any of this even means.

Tyler has never been a guy that has long term relationships. He’s the ultimate bachelor, he loves his freedom.

This situation is what it is, we were upset, we had some drinks and ended up back in his room to relieve some tension.

He doesn’t need me hanging on to the idea that he and I are now more.

I remained still, listening to Liam attempt to drag information out of Tyler that he refuses to give. At some point I must have dozed off, because the next thing I remember is Liam reaching over the seat to shake me awake.

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